When the white light dissipated, Wei Ran sat in the passenger seat of the armored pickup truck again.
"I'm finally back," Wei Ran muttered and sighed. This experience of surviving in the desert was definitely not a good experience.
Compared with the past, not only did he have very little communication with the protagonists in this "historical fragment", but at the same time, after excluding the camp background, Felix's behavior exceeded the lower limit. , and also allowed him to see what it means to be a "complete egoist".
As he sighed, the metal quill also wrote lines of text under the black and white photo
"Venomous snakes in the desert"
Philippines Lixlausberger was purchased by the British Desert Reconnaissance Team on September 27, 1941.
On October 2 of the same year, he was sent to Cairo Prisoner of War Prison to serve his sentence. He was released from prison on December 27, 1942 due to his good behavior during his sentence and the acquisition of important information.
In January of the following year, on the recommendation of the British Prisoner of War Management Office, Felix joined British Petroleum Company under the name of Los Berger.
During his tenure, he used his position for a long time to hire oil field guards to find desert nomadic tribes for revenge massacres. He spent his whole life searching for the crash site to no avail. In July 1988, he died of esophageal cancer.
Navigator Morris was killed on September 11, 1941 because he failed to test his companion Felix. The false position he left "29 degrees north by west" became Felix Losberger. A lifelong knot.
After writing this, the metal quill pen started a new line and listed two sets of extremely precise coordinates.
"Is one of the groups the crash site?" Wei Ran frowned and looked at the two sets of coordinates, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. "Then the other group shouldn't be?"
What it was, he never said it. At the same time, the metal quill pen wrote another line again: "The most terrifying thing in the desert is thirst. What is more terrifying than thirst is greed. Lies and murder."
After writing this, the pale yellow page slowly turned to the back. Under the blood-red swirl, the metal quill wrote again, "No matter how difficult it is
< p>Don't lose the direction of persistence."With a soft snap, the metal quill fell to the page and completely lost its movement.
As he reached out and took out the floating objects in the red vortex, Wei Ran was happy at first, but then frowned.
What he held in his hand was a British Army K3 liquid suspension compass, but on the brass hanging ring of the compass, a leather trip buckle was used to fix it. The ticking Khanhat flyback chronograph.
"Why did you give me such a boring thing?"
Wei Ran grinned in disgust. He had found these two things in the cockpit of the plane. . But just like the original concerns, the fluorescent paint on that watch used radioactive metal radium.
Although I don’t know thisI didn’t know how much radiation the watch contained, but I couldn’t stop feeling disgusted in my heart. After all, this is real radiation and has nothing to do with academic qualifications.
After observing these two things, as expected, the production information and trademarks on them are gone, but there are more differences on the back of the compass and even in the center of the dial of the watch. A particularly delicate hourglass logo.
Close the metal book and glance at the hourglass relief on the cover. Then look at the hourglass mark on the watch and compass. After thinking for a moment, he waved it away and took it out. Received the earliest Mauser bayonet.
As expected, on the ridge of this Mauser knife near the handle, there is also a grain of rice, engraved with fine hourglass marks.
Unwilling to give up, Wei Ran put away the bayonet and replaced it with the titanium alloy pistol that Mr. Alexander had given him. Wei Ran was dumbfounded to find that whether it was on the magazine, the silencer or the trigger of the pistol, there were also various There is an hourglass mark the size of a grain of rice.
I’m here to stamp this bastard. I’m afraid his surname was Aixin Chuluo in his last life.
Wei Ran habitually said in his mind that this bastard always wanted to kill himself. The notebooks were then changed one after another, trying to take out everything that could be taken out of the metal notebook and check it carefully.
As expected, everything that can be taken out of the small space in the car, apart from the Guqin Yaoguang that was given to me as a New Year gift
, there is one thing left. All of them have hourglass marks in various inconspicuous places. Even the two foot bindings that match the German boots have an embroidered hourglass mark the size of a fingernail.
Putting Robert's camera bag that was taken out last back into the metal book, Wei Ran once again turned the metal book to the page about Felix, reached out and took out a thick paper bag next to the black and white photo. A thick stack of negatives.
Although there was no photography mission this time, he took quite a few photos. On the other hand, although most of what is recorded in these negatives are back views, they faithfully restore history, almost recording the survival status of Felix and others every day, as well as the appearance of Leon and Maurice after their death.
Putting away the film with satisfaction, Wei Ran got into the back seat of the car, took out a can of frozen Coke from the car refrigerator, opened it, raised his neck and drank it.
Throwing the empty can out of the window in an extremely unqualified manner, he took out his tablet and entered the two sets of coordinates in the metal book one after another.
The distance between these two sets of coordinates is about 15 kilometers, and the nearest one is more than 200 kilometers away. Moreover, they are all located in the desert hinterland of Egypt, and the distance from the border with Libya is even more. More than 150 kilometers.
After roughly comparing the approximate location of the abandoned airport that he had talked about in the Berber camp through the abandoned Willys Jeep, Weiran couldn't help but shook his head. , if we talk about that possible machineIf the field is the end point Morris wanted to go to.
Not to mention how far the straight line distance is between these two places, the direction between them cannot be the "29 degrees north by west" that Felix has been pursuing all his life.
Because no matter which set of coordinates given in the metal book is used to calculate, no matter which point the airport exists within the range drawn by oneself, the line between the two and true south and true north are all Have an included angle of at least 35 degrees.
In the end, although Felix deceived the navigator Morris, the latter also cheated Felix severely. With a direction deviation exceeding at least 6 degrees, after zooming into this vast desert with ever-changing terrain, if he can still find the correct position, then he will be considered blind. Blinded.
On the other hand, the location of the airport where Felix was exchanged for his life after being captured was also very different from what Weiran had previously guessed.
I tried searching on the web for a string of related words like "North Africa, World War II, Sirte, Airport", and the expression on Wei Ran's face became increasingly weird. Although the Willys Jeep and Felix I saw in the Berber tribe before seemed to have nothing to do with Willix.
But as mentioned at the time, the predecessor of the British SAS special forces was indeed inextricably linked to Felix.
Because, at the end of 1941, the team at that time actually attacked an airport deep in the desert about 80 kilometers south of Sirte
Probably this is Felix not only cleared the suspicion and escaped from prison, but was also recommended to the British Petroleum Company.
But what excuse should he use to go to those two coordinates
And, are those two sets of coordinates the specific locations of the wreckage of the plane and the buried gold? If so, which set of coordinates is that of the wreckage of the plane?
Weiran couldn't help but feel worried. , thinking about it, he finally opened the car door, changed back to the driver's seat, started the car and drove back to the camp a hundred meters away.
The reason why he is so troubled is naturally because he does not intend to hand over the gold that Felix had hidden to Edward. After all, he is not the Virgin, and Felix is not a good person, and the gold is not Felix's personal property.
Besides, although Mr. Edward, who had already been obsessed with this investigation, had promised a high fee of 500,000 euros for this investigation, Wei Ran kept it in mind. What he wanted to investigate was his grandfather's Where did his colleagues go, but he never said anything about investigating where his grandfather's gold went.
After psychological preparation, the armored pickup truck also drove back to the camp. During this time, the two big-eared foxes, who were not yet adults, were busy burying shit with their little paws.
"
Victor, you poop really fast." Akari was drinking coffee at the door of the tent, but Mr. Edward, who had been monitoring Weiran, joked in German with a smile. road.
Shit
Wei Ran thought for a while, and it seemed that he had indeed used such a nonsense excuse, so he simply responded with a haha, "I also want to take it longer, but I have been eating meat these days, so I am a little constipated. "
Edward twitched the corner of his mouth, but finally did not continue this slightly disgusting topic, "Victor, how are we going to find it next?"
"We can only stay here for now. It's been a few days."
Wei Ran pretended to be helpless and said, "These days I have not only translated the work notes left by your grandfather, but also consulted a lot of information, but there has been nothing valuable. There are clues, so I can only continue to look around here."
Edward hesitated and opened his mouth, "Then stay a few more days, I have plenty of time."
"Don't talk about this, let's go eat."
Wei Ran used the toe of his shoe to pull apart the two little foxes that were approaching, and deliberately disgusted the old man opposite and said, "I want Tell the guide that you must eat more vegetables from today, otherwise everyone will be constipated, as I was just now"
"Okay, don't talk about this"
Edward was helpless Pointing to the coffee next to him, "I haven't even drank my coffee yet. I have no appetite if you continue talking."
"Sorry"
Wei Ran pretended to be embarrassed. He apologized, ignored Mr. Edward who was obviously disgusted, and found Saleh who was making breakfast.
"I heard that you are constipated" Saleh asked in a low voice with a smile.
"How come you can't even speak German?" Wei Ran sat beside the campfire and asked in a lowered voice in Russian.
"Life needs"
As he spoke, Saleh served Wei Ran a bowl of oatmeal with diced carrots, returned to normal volume and asked, "What are we going to do next?" "Where to go?"
"Not going anywhere." Wei Ran pointed to the dilapidated tent in the distance, "When our Berber guide wakes up, I want to ask him something."< /p>
"You can ask me first, maybe I know.
" Saleh, the old man, suggested with a smile.
"This mountain"
Wei Ran pointed to the stone mountain stretching four to five hundred meters beside him and asked, "I want to know what this mountain means to the Berbers and the Does it have any unique meaning for other nomadic tribes?"
"How to ask this?" Saleh asked curiously.
"Of course it's because the location here is too strange."
Wei Ran took a sip of thick oatmeal, "This place is too far away from the North African battlefield at that time, far enough to be normal. Under the circumstances, it is impossible for the British soldiers to come here, let alone capture Mr. Edward's grandfather."
"So?" Saleh asked with interest.
"So the only people I can think of who might have captured Mr. Edward's grandfather are the nomadic tribes in this desert."
Wei Ran paused and continued. said,"That's why I wanted to ask if this mountain has any special significance to the local nomadic tribes, which makes them come here often. After all, only in this way can we have a greater chance of catching Mr. Edward's grandfather. "
"It seems that only the Berbers can answer this question for you." Saleh stood up and walked towards the Berber guide's tent. ,Please remember:,Free fastest update No anti-theft No anti-theft